tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48738017416146166942024-03-21T17:50:39.064-07:00In the little house on the corner :)RobinRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01756687089504754936noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4873801741614616694.post-45326771984217894282012-04-17T13:58:00.000-07:002012-04-17T13:58:56.307-07:00Oh my, Travis..."What's that?" Two years old and wise!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmSrM_zKxNQORdz3MB0cOBh3Ls4srbpyMujpt7RWRHVURc0Bfzmf4iFdI3DXMcYNf904Vlg37qgyVFVHz2sLQrnRFBYluUDD4kUr4Y3E3y-XLIQLDL1BJ9oMn_VeutfNeaFDjYFa_ilpXR/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmSrM_zKxNQORdz3MB0cOBh3Ls4srbpyMujpt7RWRHVURc0Bfzmf4iFdI3DXMcYNf904Vlg37qgyVFVHz2sLQrnRFBYluUDD4kUr4Y3E3y-XLIQLDL1BJ9oMn_VeutfNeaFDjYFa_ilpXR/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><h3><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: #cccccc; font-size: large;">Travis is going to be 2 soon, May 12th, and I still can't believe our son is getting THAT big.</span> </span></span></h3><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<h3><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3b5VtlAi9nvqy6bo1SWdjM-uYVUnDZz_Ur-xtdySASnskRad4weU_gsDCnyF-6XctQ7yBarSW1E9GM9DQlUgb2T1FgawHbwLGXH565t2-YibDcu1Iu02kanTii701CbOpSvQ-WnZI26q/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR3b5VtlAi9nvqy6bo1SWdjM-uYVUnDZz_Ur-xtdySASnskRad4weU_gsDCnyF-6XctQ7yBarSW1E9GM9DQlUgb2T1FgawHbwLGXH565t2-YibDcu1Iu02kanTii701CbOpSvQ-WnZI26q/s320/011.JPG" width="240" /></a><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My life changed so much when Travis came into it. I remember holding him at night, rocking him and humming in his ear. I used to tell him how I would teach him about basketball and I promised to play with him as much as I could. I had all these thoughts of what I would teach him..and <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">to be part of that seemed so magical. </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">I knew I would try to teach him all that I could.</span></span></span></h3><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_LVjrguKKp5fCx294p5IiX_1GGRTOotVu4LtIT-muqzraA2DxbpAlyZ32jq30WQ0lTxJYzaQoqEslQHGiYK4UThMug4Yyvn8qC7VAe1nk_PMyU2s-YN_vxeFG_GTlLS33CBZYUQOZcRY/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb_LVjrguKKp5fCx294p5IiX_1GGRTOotVu4LtIT-muqzraA2DxbpAlyZ32jq30WQ0lTxJYzaQoqEslQHGiYK4UThMug4Yyvn8qC7VAe1nk_PMyU2s-YN_vxeFG_GTlLS33CBZYUQOZcRY/s320/010.JPG" width="240" /></a><span style="background-color: #ffe599; color: #45818e; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong>And you know what...He is teaching me! I have learned so much from this kid. I used to google alot with random questions and now I find myself doing it even more and more. Travis will say "what's that?" - the famous 2-year-old question- and sometimes I don't have the answer so I google it! Not only are we teaching him..he is teaching us. He loves animals and BabyCenter had some fun facts about animals and I thought I would pass it on! </strong></span><br />
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<h3><span style="color: #f1c232;">All about animals</span></h3><ul><li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Butterflies taste with their feet.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Eggs come from chickens.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Horses can sleep standing up or lying down.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Starfish poop from the top of their body.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Turtles don’t need to brush before going to bed. They don’t have any teeth.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Roosters are daddy chickens, and hens are mommy chickens.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Birds sit on their eggs to keep them warm.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Gophers and moles use their big front teeth to dig tunnels in the dirt.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Birds sit high on telephone wires and treetops to get a good view of things they might want for lunch, like bugs and berries.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Cows, horses, sheep, goats, pigs, and lots of other animals don’t have fingers or toes like us. Instead they have four legs with hooves.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Birds don’t go pee-pee. All they do is poop.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Birds make white poop.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Cats and dogs lick their bodies to clean themselves.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Dogs kiss by licking.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Cats purr when they're happy and sometimes when they're scared.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Dalmatians, those cute white dogs covered with black spots, are totally white when they’re born. They get the black spots as they grow older.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">With seahorses, the daddies get pregnant and have babies, not the mommies.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Baby beavers are called kittens.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Duck and goose feathers are used to make very warm blankets.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Sheep hair, called wool, is used to make lots of warm clothes, like sweaters, hats, and mittens.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Cats can push their claws in and out whenever they want. They push them out when they want to climb a tree.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Chicks hatch from their eggshell by pushing with their feet and pecking with a special egg tooth at the end of their beak. The tooth falls off a day after they're born.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #f1c232;">Animal hooves, like on cows and pigs and goats, keep growing and need to be trimmed, just like your fingernails and toenails.</span></li>
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</div><strong><span style="background-color: #f6b26b; color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana;">Travis is like the sun, so beautiful it hurts...</span></strong>RobinRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01756687089504754936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4873801741614616694.post-27406851709735416162011-08-03T11:19:00.000-07:002011-08-03T11:19:27.551-07:00Getting bigger and Blessed!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNtiiIRjtAmivOoxvBNTz1TfhdoMcare65lcqi1J94ACOk_15r13Xbp_ChYW02Jn7uS9oyhsQz459Ms00zW5eU90yru92QRWC6rCH9opbqCIpwmNEijg2JL46hKKf4idzTM2vClSvvZFEj/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: #444444;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNtiiIRjtAmivOoxvBNTz1TfhdoMcare65lcqi1J94ACOk_15r13Xbp_ChYW02Jn7uS9oyhsQz459Ms00zW5eU90yru92QRWC6rCH9opbqCIpwmNEijg2JL46hKKf4idzTM2vClSvvZFEj/s320/018.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /></span></a><span style="background-color: #444444; color: #ffd966; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Travis Jonathan is getting bigger and I feel so blessed to have such a wonderful son! He is walking all over now. It's such a weird feeling to see Travis walking down the hallway. He walks in his room, to play with toys, he walks in our room, to see Daddy's hats, he walks everywhere! I couldn't be more blessed to have this boy in my life!</span></div><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: yellow; font-size: x-small;">Travis, 14 months, walking around. He is into everything, but that's what he is supposed to do.</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: #666666; color: cyan; font-size: x-large;">" <span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0 goog_qs-tidbit-hilite">They are active builders of knowledge-little scientists who construct</span> their own theories of the world." </span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: #666666; color: cyan; font-size: x-large;">- Piaget</span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>RobinRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01756687089504754936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4873801741614616694.post-13231632931259538962011-06-19T15:43:00.000-07:002011-06-19T15:43:32.302-07:00Daddy!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-size: large;">Happy Father's Day 2011! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #ffe599;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><strong> Father And Son</strong></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #ffe599;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"><strong><br />
</strong>You're standing in the doorway.<br />
Your workday is all done.<br />
He waits to see you everyday,<br />
this boy that is your son.<br />
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He hopes you will go fishing.<br />
He hopes you'll shoot the gun.<br />
He just wants to be with you,<br />
this boy that is your son.<br />
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He is your spitting image.<br />
To him you are ''The One''.<br />
He hopes to be just like you,<br />
this boy that is your son.<br />
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You show him what a man is.<br />
You teach as you have fun.<br />
You are admired as well as loved<br />
by this boy that is your son.<br />
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You've got a friend forever.<br />
Until the world is done.<br />
Then, still you will be holding<br />
this man that is your son.<br />
<em><strong>- Mary Nagy </strong></em></span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD78WZf4O6w9ZNDb6h1Dof5jGJ-eoeF7D9u1nO7lvufsPopliYrC5pV1uKL42o5JRDlwISj4xwClb5YjYC0OBRp9RDUpiGodds6H687FVRA638jY6qlOoR5qSHzD5qulozILouzBOPoPLI/s1600/186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD78WZf4O6w9ZNDb6h1Dof5jGJ-eoeF7D9u1nO7lvufsPopliYrC5pV1uKL42o5JRDlwISj4xwClb5YjYC0OBRp9RDUpiGodds6H687FVRA638jY6qlOoR5qSHzD5qulozILouzBOPoPLI/s320/186.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> <span style="color: #93c47d;">It's so crazy to me that when you meet your husband for the first time, you think about dating, kissing, maybe holding hands. But when your husband becomes your husband your life changes. You are bound to this person til' death do you part. He is your best freind and your everything and you begin to think about life in general and where it will take you. Then you have a son. A son who looks just like your husband and you watch they way they interact. The play together, read books together, and they make corky noises together. Your once best friend is now shared...with your son. I love my guys in every way and I am thankful that my husband is such a wonderful daddy and best friend to Travis. Happy Fathers Day!</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div></div>RobinRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01756687089504754936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4873801741614616694.post-52254691523341381972011-06-17T00:56:00.000-07:002011-06-17T00:56:08.587-07:00OId songs that make us remember the old times :)<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkdeBV84eC-mORhrnzuBpRqMF493dveAchjMMRZGxno52_V7rKbsCsuVMLJ42r_9D7uZqCEYG3jAxWQRKgsQ8E9FD6SD3sb_cfRm_GxYqVKQ0FDtpzVmLqkUZTTXe_EiNDghWdBA0yGjXN/s1600/054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkdeBV84eC-mORhrnzuBpRqMF493dveAchjMMRZGxno52_V7rKbsCsuVMLJ42r_9D7uZqCEYG3jAxWQRKgsQ8E9FD6SD3sb_cfRm_GxYqVKQ0FDtpzVmLqkUZTTXe_EiNDghWdBA0yGjXN/s200/054.jpg" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNx9m6AUlWKltig5jAu_yDY8z8ALCkHbXEQOFdgkUHL2iuiVDTMyS-rh0x72bZoV8zU6o023SoogNKFhzTLj48ndlZD9WudPLHiYlFX8egGCVX3gJU-_1TkpR2BsTu0pM5KhZBi3nIKt8I/s1600/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNx9m6AUlWKltig5jAu_yDY8z8ALCkHbXEQOFdgkUHL2iuiVDTMyS-rh0x72bZoV8zU6o023SoogNKFhzTLj48ndlZD9WudPLHiYlFX8egGCVX3gJU-_1TkpR2BsTu0pM5KhZBi3nIKt8I/s200/001.jpg" width="200" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBA0EtX13k4qi_qqLGhkNiQalMtGWbjqGYY4IDGHQS88ATFOcDNWQO_T7jnlPx29xG76LuKrYGFy1DUklqGO5EBpEGsadFwXqvYz3fC2qdcb6hv3IYQgxB925Tfal3pEOfERpGgzoedWFD/s1600/049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBA0EtX13k4qi_qqLGhkNiQalMtGWbjqGYY4IDGHQS88ATFOcDNWQO_T7jnlPx29xG76LuKrYGFy1DUklqGO5EBpEGsadFwXqvYz3fC2qdcb6hv3IYQgxB925Tfal3pEOfERpGgzoedWFD/s200/049.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />
<u><span style="background-color: #444444; color: #f3f3f3;">Top 15 Songs that bring back memories! (In no order) </span></u><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #f6b26b;">1. Allure- All Cried Out</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #e06666;">2. Montell Jordan- This Is How We Do It</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #9fc5e8;">3. 112- Peaches and Cream</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #ffd966;">4. Notorious BIG- Juciy</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #ead1dc;">5. Ice Cube- We Be Clubbin!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #d9d2e9;">6. Sisqo- The Thong Song</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #f9cb9c;">7. Ginuwine- Pony</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">8.</span><span style="color: #ea9999;"> Too Short- Get in Where You Fit In</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #9fc5e8;">9. Marilyn Manson- The Beautiful People</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #cccccc;">10. Kurupt- We Can Freak It</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444;"><span style="color: #b6d7a8;">11. Wu Tang Klan</span><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">- </span><span style="color: #b6d7a8;">Da <b>Rockwilder</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #b4a7d6;">12. Brandy and Monica- That Boy is Mine</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #d0e0e3;">13. TLC- No Scrubs</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #ffe599;">14. Keith Sweat- Twisted</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #e06666;">15. Coolio- Gangsta's Paradise</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #fff2cc;">Carron and I have been best buddies forever, it seems, and tonight we came up with a list that reminds us of the old times...growing up together, playing basketball, and getting in trouble :) Just kidding! Funny how when these songs came out and we listened to them, then, and now they are on our Top 15 songs that remind us of the past! </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #444444; color: #fff2cc;">Carron and Robin June 17, 2011 @ 12:52am :)</span>RobinRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01756687089504754936noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4873801741614616694.post-1656431409393683822011-06-13T12:02:00.000-07:002011-06-13T12:08:58.151-07:00Teething around here!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR9vedAOz7UhsyGsWrJZszV0wvvsVlmRc6jE3gNciqu8Me5RLZ9yxUHWaA6_njMD96Up05G8rJKbE08pBwLfiFBZ6TOFlKgfvxxBFD029jBRxuJHEZcN4lu0idjQwaB7swGKAs2Nxzlc90/s1600/480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR9vedAOz7UhsyGsWrJZszV0wvvsVlmRc6jE3gNciqu8Me5RLZ9yxUHWaA6_njMD96Up05G8rJKbE08pBwLfiFBZ6TOFlKgfvxxBFD029jBRxuJHEZcN4lu0idjQwaB7swGKAs2Nxzlc90/s200/480.JPG" t8="true" width="200" /></a><br />
<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong>Here we have Travis napping off a fever while teething :( Those poor gums are sore and are in need of some love. I feel so bad for the kids while they are teething. You know, they say that if adults had to go through the teething process, we wouldn't be able to handle it! Agreed!</strong></span> <br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232; font-family: Courier New;">My advice for other mommies out there with baby's who are teething: Do whatever it takes! Really. Do whatever makes them feel better..and for dessert: hugs, kisses, and tickles should do the trick! :) Good luck fellow mama's!</span>RobinRosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01756687089504754936noreply@blogger.com0